Xu Mochen is a very principled person. After traveling through so many years and becoming the emperor, he cares about the common people. He actually does not study in depth about beauty and the like.
But no matter which world, the appreciation of beauty cannot be denied.
Yes, Xu Mochen felt that he had an appreciative attitude and had very upright views.
Shu Wuyin sat up, her jade feet swinging in the air. She patted the tree trunk next to her: "Would you like to come up?".
It was impossible to refuse. Xu Mochen smiled. Fortunately, he had entered the immortal world, otherwise he would not have had to ask for a ladder at this time.
He jumped lightly and landed firmly next to Shu Wuyin.
"This is your true appearance, right?" He casually opened the topic, "You look much better."
Shu Wuyin smiled half-heartedly as she shook the jade gourd: "So after all these years, the things you focus on haven't changed."
Xu Mochen touched his nose. What did "so many years" mean? It had only been more than half a year since he had known Shu Wuyin.
And Xu Mochen didn't want to answer this question against his will.
"Oh, I remembered it wrong," Shu Wuyin shook his head in annoyance, his long hair swaying, "There are many things that you haven't thought of yet."
Xu Mochen felt that he should change the topic: "Then, if you are a stranger, your appearance can be changed at will."
"Not really," Shu Wuyin smiled, "I was a strange person in this life, able to become a ghoul, so I retain a lot of impurities in my body.
On the fifteenth day of every month, the lunar energy is the strongest, and I can rely on it to recover somewhat.
But it was only for an hour or two in the day. "
Xu Mochen said that he understood, the so-called days that occur every month.
"Not only has your appearance changed," Xu Mochen thought, "Your personality has also changed."
The Shu Wuyin in front of him was very cold and aloof, very different from the enthusiastic and lively girl she used to be.
"Just being myself," Shu Wuyin handed over the jade gourd, "This is the best drunken spring breeze, you can try it."
Xu Mochen took it and poured a small sip into his mouth. The aroma of the wine was rich and unmatched by other worldly wines.
"Think about it carefully, it's been so many years, and I've always been going around like this," Shu Wuyin seemed drunk. She leaned against the tree trunk, her eyes blurred, "It's not good, but it's okay. It's good that you are still here."
Xu Mochen wiped his face secretly, wondering if he had recognized the wrong person.
Girl, if you are heartbroken, I can lend you my shoulder to lean on.
Unexpectedly, just as he was thinking about it, Shu Wuyin suddenly came over, grabbed Xu Mochen, and the two of them leaned their foreheads against each other.
"It's great. It's great to be alive," Shu Wuyin's cheeks turned red. "You know, every time I think about dying, I feel scared and helpless."
As she said this, she didn't know what touched her, but she actually cried.
Xu Mochen raised his hands, good guy, you can't take advantage of others' danger.
But think about it, after all, the two of them are friends. If a good friend is broken up, it is normal to comfort him.
So he put his hands on Shu Wuyin's shoulders and gently hugged her.
Waves of cool breeze came, but neither of them spoke.
Time passed like this, and after a while, Shu Wuyin finally recovered: "I'm sorry, I remembered what happened before."
In Xu Mochen's arms, there was still the lingering warmth of the fragrance. He coughed and said, "It doesn't matter."
Who hasn’t encountered one or two scumbags when they were young?
Shu Wuyin is a stranger, neither human nor immortal. It is difficult to survive in this world, which he can understand.
"You are the emperor now," she said, turning to business. "I don't know why you entered the immortal world again. This is against the rules of heaven.
But don’t worry, I’ve temporarily blocked the secrets of heaven, so casual cultivators can’t observe it yet.
But you must know in your heart that such things cannot be hidden for long, so you must become stronger as soon as possible. "
Xu Mochen only half understood what he said: "Tianji, what does that mean?"
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Your existence has an impact on the way of heaven," Shu Wuyin replied, "If the immortal cultivators find out, they will definitely get rid of you. Even if you are the emperor, it is useless no matter how much national destiny you carry."
Xu Mochen's expression became serious. This was the first time he heard a deep-seated question.
In other words, once the immortal cultivators believe that Xu Mochen's existence is harmful, they will not hesitate to kill him even if the fate of the country disappears and troubled times return.
This is the difference in how different ethnic groups view issues.
"Then what should I do?" Xu Mochen asked.
"Become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can you protect yourself," Shu Wuyin held Xu Mo's face and seriously told him, "Only by protecting yourself can you do what you want to do and confirm everything.
And the meaning of my existence is to prove all this. "
Xu Mochen didn't understand, but he smiled and pretended to understand.
"If you have any questions, remember to come to me on the fifteenth day of every month." Shu Wuyin touched his face, "Only on this day, I am who I am."
Xu Mochen said he remembered it.
"Your Majesty." Tang Derun's voice came from not far away.
Xu Mochen was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, Shu Wuyin had long disappeared.
Even his own consciousness didn't have time to react.
He scratched his head and jumped down from the tree trunk.
As a cultivator in the world of monsters and beasts, Tang Derun had very keen senses. When he got near the forest, he did not dare to go any deeper and waited outside with his hands down.
Xu Mochen came out with his usual expression.
"Your Majesty, what happened..." Tang Derun asked.
"It's okay," Xu Mochen couldn't help but look back, "Why are you looking for me so urgently? Is there something wrong?"
"Yes," Tang Derun followed him, "I just received a secret report from the Embroidered Clothes Envoy and discovered something unusual."
Xu Mochen stopped and looked back: "What's abnormal."
"After detailed investigation of the details of the former Nanwei clan's imprisonment, we found that about a month after they were imprisoned, prisoners suddenly came in and out of the prison," Tang Derun reported, "This was secretly provided by Li Guangbiao."
"What's wrong?" Xu Mochen asked.
"The embroidered clothes envoy traced the whereabouts of the prisoners who went out," Tang Derun hesitated, "the whereabouts of these people stopped near Tianyi Temple."
At Tianyi Temple, Xu Mochen frowned: "Is it the temple where the Queen Mother is worshiping Buddha?"
"Yes." Tang Derun's answer was affirmative.
Xu Mochen was silent. The Queen Mother of the Qian Dynasty was not actually his biological mother.
He didn't notice it before, but now he thinks about it.
This queen mother should be a cultivator of immortality, and no children were born between her and the late emperor.
The mother of the original owner Xu Mochen was just a concubine. She died of illness soon after giving birth to Xu Mochen.
Later, when the late emperor died young and the throne was passed to Xu Mochen, the queen mother left the palace and went to a temple to meditate.
And this temple is exactly the Tianyi Temple that Tang Derun mentioned.
Is all this a coincidence?
Xu Mochen clenched his fists: "Queen Mother, do you know which realm of immortal cultivator you are?"
Tang Derun shook his head: "I'm sorry for my incompetence, but I don't know much about the late emperor."
No wonder, Tang Derun follows himself and is not a know-it-all.
It was interesting. Xu Mochen suddenly laughed.
